
“You all right?” Mara asked next after being persuaded and finally sat down on the sofa.
“Why indeed?” Summer did not understand what was being discussed.
“You met the person who hurt your Papa, and talked about that as well. While all this time you are being tough like you know nothing about those who harm your Papa.”
Summer was silenced, for some reason her lips trembled heavily. His eyes suddenly looked down concealing an expression.
After being asked directly like this, how could Summer act like she was okay? All the anger, the pent-up unrest piled up behind his cold face, should not be exposed. He should look ordinary to look weak.
“Summer?” The girl's silence broke her heart, it turned out to be very heavy for Summer.
Without saying anything more, Mara hugged the small shoulder tightly.
Slowly Summer's tears fell without a sound of crying. Only a stiff face tried hard but tears uncompromising.
His deepest feelings turned out to be able to be examined this man. Which even Sara could not realize, Summer tried very hard to convince herself that she was fine all this time, and people should have seen her that way.
When Richard kidnapped her, he did not deny being asked if Praman had harmed his parents, since then Summer has never once felt at ease.
Especially if you have to cross paths with Om who he hates it. It felt like he was eager to tear that greedy face apart with his own hands.
But all were held back with all his might, in order to maintain the company that his father built.
He knows he can not arbitrarily remove people from his position with less strong evidence, he can lose also if rushed and not careful.
Summer could judge the most valuable thing for Praman was his standing. Torturing him with a crushing loss of office is the best revenge.
If asked what was the weight of meeting Harith? Sure oes. That's why Summer doesn't want to linger. If not, question “Why did you kill my parents?” Will be tucked from his lips. If that word had come out, he would have been a weak and whining person.
As much as possible he acted tough, cold, so as not to guess.
“What's what.” Mara's spell calmed down while gently patting Summer's trembling shoulders.
“... You look strong and tough kok.” Reciprocity.
Summer was suspicious.
“Ya... sure you can't read minds?”
His words swept away the tears as they pleased.
“I think I know you too well.” Mara was proud.
“Iya. You know me too well. So serem.” Summer is smiling.
“I spook?” Mara.
“Iya. There's nothing I can hide from you.” Summer felt herself transparent in front of Mara.
“There are you want to hide?” Ask Mara worried.
“Hmmm. I want to hide.”
“Iya also.” Mara wishes she could freely pierce through all of Summer's thoughts. Worry, pleasure, sadness all if you can.
“... It's night. You should rest.” Continue Mara while standing.
Summer turned her watch a small nod.
“Iya. I haven't taken a shower yet.”
“After night, have to shower?”
“I'm really dry.”
“Ya. Goodnight Summer.” Mara started to step up after greeting to part into their respective rooms.
*****
A week after his encounter with Harith, the footage of Summer being kidnapped by Richard was published on the internet. A minute of the footage was copied hundreds of thousands to become headlines on various TV stations and all online media.
“Next recording circulating tonight. There was no immediate comment from Praman Director and CEO Summer Sea himself. This makes the case of the accident Rudi Wicaksono re-opened to be investigated.” Sounded narrator of the news show watched by Nindi in his boarding house.
Nindi realizes that one day her Papa's secret will be revealed. But he did not expect the death of Rudi Wicaksono was his father as well.
How does it feel to be the daughter of a man like that? Of course Nindi felt her Papa's sin was decreasing on her, she felt just as heavy. He was a man who ran away without trying to fix his parents.
But if you want to fix it, can you? Knowing the character of his father and mother, he may not have the opportunity to talk let alone be heard.
Nindi has not seen Summer for a month because of her busy studies and work. This time what should he say to Summer? He was confused as to what to behave.
Suddenly a notification came into his phone.
“Nindi, don't think about it. You'll still be my friend. No matter your father how.” The message from Summer was enough to spit out tears. Nindi is supposed to be calming but can be appeased from Summer.
Buried his face in both arms, wanted to scream but certainly did not want people to knock his room because he was noisy. So Nindi could only cry holding back the sound because the cost wall was very thin.
It's not fair to be born to such parents. Why he should be born. If he could choose he would rather not be born at all. Instead of sitting crying in a cold, empty bathroom. There is no place to go home called family. Don't know what parental affection is, don't know if it's taught how to survive.
Nindi should go straight to bed after coming home from work because she was tired and it was night. On her phone it was written already at 03:00 in the morning, but the girl was still struggling with her crying.
*****
As expected, in the early hours after the publication of the footage obtained from Summer's bracelet during the kidnapping, reporters stormed the Praman residence. Hope the morning when their quarry goes out of the house, they can get a comment to write.
Praman looking from his curtain, outside the gate the reporter crowded the road. He was annoyed but had no intention of locking himself up at home. As always, he will behave as usual, ignorant and innocent.
“What better not to work today Pa?” Clara asked after seeing the situation in front of the gate of her house.
“Tau what you.” Sahut Praman ketus.
Clara finally closed her mouth, instead of hearing her husband's tantrums if she said another word.
“Halo.” Praman received a phone call from the deputy director, Harith.
“Director, I'll pick you up.” Said Harith initiative like attention in Praman's distress.
Praman. “Secapnya.” His orders were in the tone of Big Boss, then hung up the phone.
*****
A middle-aged man entered the room of Praman, he was one of his followers who also had an important prran in the Company. People who know the owners of media companies, and who are in direct contact with them.
“No becus.” Maki Praman as soon as the man's nose shaft appeared in his room.
“Sorry Director, I've taken care of it from last night. But it is too rife like a mushroom so it is difficult.” Sahut.
Praman's unexpected words, leading him to throw a name tag on his desk at the lowered Man. The heavy object that landed on the man's head caused blood to drip onto the floor as he still remained lowered.
“Out!” Praman's Order.
The man stood up until blood now dripped onto his face, but the appearance did not foster guilt for Praman. In his view was this person useless.
The man stepped out of the room leaving Praman puffing his chest breathing still wrathful.
“Live to Hospital only.” Said Harith who passed the wounded man because he was about to enter the Praman room.
The man remained silent and continued his steps. He was one of the men who provided evidence of Praman's embezzlement to Summer.
“I will throw you also with my name tag when you are arrested by the police later.” Mumbles grinning.
Seriate…